贝克山（2）

如此沉浸。诗里的画

叠着画里的湖

湖边，正坐着咱俩

昨天中秋

你将双黄月饼切成四瓣，分享给——

虹鳟鱼

最后一滴夕照

天边，北斗七星

手伸出

勺子

湖面

骤起一捧微澜与雾

如梦似幻

你推我让

最后一瓣蛋黄

把月亮

晃荡得

像一挂灯

一会在云中

一会在湖上

一会又钻入帐篷里边

忽明忽暗

天涯共此时

有流星，可以许愿

有日照金山，和丰盛的早餐

漫山遍野的蓝莓

能吃到饱

一群无所事事的云白胖山羊

在山羊湖畔，一朵一朵上山坡

瞧你悄悄

逼近一只脑满肥肠

好奇心爆棚的土拨鼠宝宝

而熊的排泄物和脚掌

烙印湖边

黝黑腻歪的新泥里

Mount Baker (2)

Deeply immersed. The painting in the poem

Falls into the lake in the painting

By the lakeshore, sit the two of us

Mid-Autumn yesterday

You cut the double-yolk mooncake into quarters, sharing it with—

The rainbow trout

The very last drop of afterglow

And at the edge of the sky, the Big Dipper

Hands out

The ladle

Over the lake

A handful of ripples and mist suddenly rise

From a dream, an illusion

Pushing and yielding, we are attracted over

The last wedge of egg yolk

Swaying the moon

Into a hanging lantern, drifting—

Now in the clouds

Now on the lake

Now inside the tent

Flickering, bright and dim,

this same moon shared across the ends of the earth.

And shooting stars, ready for a wish

There is the golden glow of alpenglow, and a sumptuous breakfast

Wild blueberries all over the mountains

To eat our fill

A flock of idling, cloud-white, plump mountain goats

By the shores of Goat Lake, one by one, drifting up the slope

Look at you, quietly

Creeping up on a plump, well-fed

Bursting-with-curiosity baby marmot

While the bear’s droppings and pawprints

Are stamped by the lake

Into the dark, greasy, fresh mud.

原稿：

My Baker 贝克山

2、

我如此沉浸于诗

诗里有一幅画

画中有一个湖

湖边坐着两个小人

昨天是中秋节

你将双黄月饼切成四块

分给虹鳟鱼

分给最后一点夕照

分给天边的北斗七星

伸下来的勺手指

湖面渐起微澜和雾气

如梦似幻

我和你

争抢最后一只蛋黄

把月亮都给整不会了

像头灯晃荡

一会在云中

一会在湖上

一会又钻入帐篷里面

忽明忽暗

天涯共此时

有流星，可以许愿

有日照金山，和丰盛的早餐

有漫山遍野的蓝莓，大把大把吃到饱

有一群无所事事的云白胖山羊，山羊湖，一个一个数上山坡

有你悄悄逼近

一只脑满肥肠好奇心爆棚的土拨鼠宝宝

有熊的排泄物和脚掌

印在湖边黝黑腻歪的新泥

走向远方和诗